Return of the Crowned Heiress

Return Of The Crowned Heiress 19

Chapter 19 Felici

stepped into Harmony Medical Center, feigning ignorance of the prying eyes that seemed to follow her. She strolled into the center with an air of confidence.

The work was straightforward. In her past life, she had taken the job to earn a little extra cash and to collect discarded herbs for her to practice on her own, but that day, she felt different.

Just as she set up the small stove, Clive arrived, waving her over. "Come here, Licia. Let's go make a house call,"

The way Clive called her "Licia" left the nearby apprentices and the senior physicians following Clive in stunned silence.

After a brief pause, whispers erupted around the room. "So she's Mr. Walsh Senior's granddaughter? The real heiress that the Fuller family just brought back?"

"Congratulations, Mr. Walsh Senior!"

"What a coincidence! Felicia has been working part-time here for a year, and we didn't even know she was your granddaughter!"

Obediently, Felicia walked over and greeted him, "Hello, Grandpa."

hummed in reply, his stern demeanor softening just slightly. Everyone knew he was a master of medicine, highly respected wherever he went.

between them. Meanwhile, his two sons had proven to be disappointments, lacking any

but also knew that, with her skills, she could teach him a thing or

as he treated patients. He patiently guided her through the traditional

last patient's chart, Clive asked, "Licia, did you learn anything?

hesitate

you have

hesitated. She almost voiced her thoughts about their convoluted methods, but she decided

and while his techniques were undoubtedly masterful, they were

knew she could solve them with just

to herself, voicing it

to earn her place in Harmony Medical Centre and split the fees for house calls-this would be

call remained on the list. The address led to an upscale estate in Khogend, where every Inch of

Felicia surveyed her surroundings and noticed discreet cameras everywhere. There were no bodyguards or other maids in sight, just

inside, the butler, William Wayne, stated, "Mr. Russell doesn't meet outsiders. Aside from Mr. Walsh Senior, only one assistant is allowed. The rest can wait on the first floor." After a moment's thought, Clive decided to

guided them to a bedroom on the second floor. The room was huge, with a sleek, minimalist design in